"Swimming" at Typhoon Lagoon

As previously mentioned we spent an afternoon at Typhoon Lagoon while in Florida and took Kieren "swimming." We all had a great time and it never ceases to amaze me how many times I can bop my head, coo and generally make a fool out of myself just to get one smile from our little man. Even better, I don't care. :) Enjoy!

Mickey Mouse here we come!

Now, we know that Kieren is a little young for Disney World but we figured if we took him now it would be cheaper and we could check it off the list. :)

NO... Jeff's sister, Megan, works for Disney Cruise Line in Orlando and will be moving to Germany later this summer so we wanted to get in a little family time before she left (and to soak up a little sun.) We had a great 4 days and managed to hit Epcot one evening, spend an afternoon at Typhoon Lagoon where Kieren got his first swim in and on to the Kennedy Space Center.


Jeff and I even managed a romantic dinner out at Jiko (an African inspired restaurant in the Animal Kingdom) while Megan acquainted herself with Kieren's lungs. We owe her a lot for sticking it out through that one! Thanks Auntie Meg!

Our final day was Mother's Day and we spent the afternoon at Clearwater Beach. A little sun, sand and good food was the perfect way to spend my first Mother's Day and Kieren seemed to enjoy it too!


It was a great trip, wonderful to see Megan, fantastic to get some sun and we now completely understand the value of direct flights... 6 flights across the country & back, a flight mix up and a run through the San Francisco airport with a 4 month old in tow... traveling with a child is a little different than schlepping backpacks... lesson learned. :)

Catch up...

It's been a busy month in the Labhart household... a trip to Florida, my first mother's day, a wedding weekend in Portland and now we have a cereal-eatin', bouncy chair lovin', hair pullin' 5 month old on our hands... my goal this week is to get as much documented and posted before he changes yet again.

Thank you Granka Mike

For those of you who don't know, Granka Mike really isn't our Grandpa and you are probably wondering why the word Grandpa is spelled like I missed my third grade spelling class. We'll get to that in a minute, but first we must thank you Granka Mike for Kieren's John Deere cowboy boots and western shirt. They are pretty adorable.

I must admit, we have yet to break out the Wrangler jean shorts that Granka Mike also gave us. Even though it's May 3rd, we had snow here in Bend today, so perhaps we'll break them out in Florida next week. It should be quite a sight seeing those chunky little legs in Village People-esqe shorts. Stay tuned for photos.

As for Granka Mike, he is actually my uncle who lives down in Houston. And he is known as Granka, because his first grandson had a tough time pronouncing Grandpa, so Granka stuck...even with us adults. We are thankful he shared a bit of Texas with a new Oregonian. Thanks again, Granka Mike! Jeff